Sharn barks out a laugh. "Maybe it's just me, but he seemed as rotten as a wormy plum. Still, coin was offered and double-cross or not, I'm willing to risk it. Needless to say, we should exercise extra caution. For one thing, we need to know each other better to work as a team. For instance, unless someone else wants to do it, I will take point. I can handle a hit, move quietly if needed and have some skill in spotting traps and such."

"Be my guest. I grew up in the woods, but am no tracker. I'd probably lead us straight off a cliff. I'll be behind you though, in order to get into the thick of things quickly." With that, Krigers pulls out his shortbow, to have it in hand in case there is trouble.

"I'm just happy to be outside of town. I know my way around the forests as well, but I am fine bringing up the rear of the group," the gnome happily chitters. Those of the group paying attention would have noticed a large wolf approaching the oracle on the outskirts of the village and falling into line beside of him, sauntering along at the slower pace of the small humanoid.

"He did seem to be a strange chap, though," Basnite says, responding to the lull in conversation. "I hope he wasn't trying to fool us about any rewards that we might be in line for. A wolf's gotta eat, you know," he says, absent mindedly reaching out and stroking his companion under the chin as they walked.

Coming into sight as you walk along everything is just as you were told. An inn stands at the corner of Southroad and Weeping Widow road, a small sign on the inn confirms this is Southroad inn. The inn is unremarkable, the only thing breaking this peaceful day are the sounds of a small chicken house in the back with hens making their normal fuss.

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Sharn pauses. "Unless someone feels a need to rest, I suggest we forge ahead to the burial grounds." As he talks he nods his head in the direction of the road ahead to the right, one Weeping Widow Road.